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Jan 2015
As a child I always received pink things
Pink sheets, pink walls, pink bows, pink dolls
But my favorite color was blue
Maybe that's why I kiss you so fervently in dark rooms
Even after countless fights and tears
I'm attracted to the storm clouds above your head
I love all your flaws and fears
White eyes turn red
Pure souls bleed together
Once again I am yours
Let's pretend it's forever
Pressing together  hoping it will never end
Giving kisses that paint me purple
There's no limit to what we will do
Restlessly continuing until we are both black and blue
Mara
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Mara
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   Lana Leandoer, --- and shosho Rea
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